Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Weight Watcher Cat Says . . .

Someone posted this on OH today and I found it to be quite hysterical:

I just thought I'd share. I'd write more but then I'd run out of time for the gym. With this week's insane schedule, I really must go work out while I can. More antics later!

No points left,chubby. Baahahahaha! I need a WW cat to live in my fridge!!!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Good laugh!!!!

Tammy on the TN board posted a link to a website that calculates your ideal body measurements based on your wrist size.

It says I should be 40"-28"-34"!!!

I cannot stop laughing!!!! Is this before or after my boob job?? Saggy, rolled up boobs or perky plastic boobs??? With significant weight loss, boobs tend to lose volume or deflate. Long boobies. Just the thought of getting geared up (hoist and stuff) to measure cracks me up!

Whew. Finally calming down. Those are a lot of inches to lose. I'm almost 3 months out and my clothes are quite saggy. My beige skirt with brown and red print practically fell off me on Tuesday. So I know I've lost a lot of inches. I couldn't even zip it up all the way last year.

Perhaps I should measure up next week and see where I'm at. I'm totally sure I'm not 40-28-34 (hahahahaha!), but I know I am not 51-50-54 anymore, either.

I can't wait to get home to my MyoTape!!!

Dear Diary!

I have had 4 stuck episodes since my last fill.  Some of them are due to seeing what my tighter band will tolerate.  The others are because I'm not cutting teeny bites and chewing them like I should.  I'm still new at this and there is definitely a learning curve, especially after fills!

Last night, it seems I have shown to myself I can indeed listen to the band's messages!

I was over hungry yet again when I got home.  I wanted to work a bit with the puppy Millie, so I got some rotisserie chicken (yeah, got stuck on that the night before) out to work with her.  Our trainer Kat says if you want them to learn the fastest, use really high value treats.  She's right.  Millie will really work for rotisserie chicken.  For kibble? Not so much.

Anyway, the chicken was soooooo good.  A tiny bit for Millie.  A tiny bit for me.  Lather, rinse, repeat.  After a few bites, I felt that twinge behind my sternum.  OH!  That means STOP!  

Guess what?  I STOPPED!!!!  No sliming, no PB.  Just a few minutes of discomfort until the chicken chunk settled.  I waited awhile and then all was fine in the world.  Ahhhh.  I'm definitely going to get the hang of this thing eventually!